Gus boxes Annie 
by mixedfighterca@yahoo.com
A brutal mixed boxing match where Gus learns who really is the stronger sex


Life is pretty dull around here for a single girl, so I hang out on Friday
nights at a wild bar just outside of town. It is there I first met Gus, who
relocated from Chicago to our fine community. Gus was recently promoted to
manager but this included being relocated to Dothan, Alabama. He needed the
money, so he gladly took the job. He spent 60 hours at work in his first week.

On Friday night, he asked a fellow employee where good entertainment could be
found. There was a bar 10 miles north of town that was the busiest place
around. Gus made his way up highway 431 and finally found what he thought was
that bar. There was a secluded parking lot with quite a few cars. Gus parked
and walked toward the building. Once inside, he found a crowded room with loud
cheering. There was a boxing ring was set up on a raised platform in the
middle of what looked like a large dance floor. The rest of the floor space
was taken up with tables most of which were covered in empty drink glasses.
Two women in bikinis were fighting it out to the roar of the crowd. Gus
quickly bought a beer and joined in the audience. He was disturbed how brutal
the action was. Both girls were bruised, and the larger girl was bleeding from
the nose and mouth. Before long, the big girl was knocked out and the fight
was over.

The crowd quieted down and Gus started sipping his beer. He looked attractive
for a man in his mid 30's, so I started talking to him. I introduced myself as
Sasha and explained that Friday night was female fight night at the bar. Any
woman that wanted to box would challenge an opponent. There was a $50 per
round purse for the winner. So if the fight lasted 4 rounds, the winner would
receive $200.

Just then, the MC in charge introduced the next fighter. Her name was
Hurricane Annie, who looked to be in her early 20's, 5'8" tall, and maybe 140
to 145 pounds. She paraded around the ring in her bright red bikini, looking
for an opponent. The crowd got real quiet. The MC tried his best to get her an
opponent. He offered to up the purse to $100 per round to the winner. Gus
asked me why Annie couldn't get a fight. I told him that Annie was undefeated
in over a dozen fights. No one wanted to fight her. Annie heard us talking and
yelled down to Gus, "What about you, big boy?" Sasha whispered to me "She just
challenged you." "What, she wants to fight a guy?" I asked amazed at this
sudden turn of events. I stand 5'11" and 185 pounds and I keep in great shape.
"I turned toward Annie and yelled "Surely you don't want to fight me. I have
40 pounds on you. And you're a girl." She responded "Try me, big boy."

The crowd started pushing me toward the ring. The MC said I could change in
the back room. There were boxing gloves and green trunks back there for me. I
looked up at him and asked, "So you will let me fight a girl?" He said he
would let any two willing opponents fight in his bar. Just then I came up
behind Gus. I'll work your corner if you want, I see you came alone." So just
like that Gus was heading into the back room getting ready for the first
boxing match of my life. Gus changed into the boxing shorts and was visibly
shaking. I told him to calm down. "You'll be okay once the bell rings and the
fight begins!"

As I laced his gloves, I told Gus to take Annie seriously. "Annie beat me
earlier this year and she is very strong, fast, and skilled. Keep your guard
up, and pick your targets. The rounds last 2 minutes. And remember, if you
win, you will be paid well for a few minutes work." Gus looked at me amazed,
"What do you mean IF I win. Of course I'll win." I told him not to be
overconfident. "This will be a fight you won't soon forget."

It seemed the entire audience was on their feet waiting for Gus to enter the
ring. When Gus and I opened the door, the crowd started chanting Annie, Annie,
Annie. There were a few shouts and comments and more than a few chuckles, as
we made our way to the ring. Gus climbed into the ring as I separated the
ropes. Annie had left the ring to make her grand entrance. Gus was shaking as
he waited for Annie to enter the ring. Annie seemed to bounce up the steps and
into the ring and Gus got his first up close look at her. She had long brown
hair hanging down past her shoulders in a pony tail. Dark chilling eyes stared
back at Gus as he looked her over. She was dressed in plain black trunks with
a red sport bra and short white boxing boots.

The MC took up his microphone. "Ladies and Gentlemen the next bout is a ten
round contest between .... in the green corner weighing in at 185lbs, making
his debut here GUS!". He waved as a few of cheers and mostly with boo's and
jeers from the home town crowd. The MC continued. "Gus' opponent tonight in
the red corner weighing in at 145lb, with a record of twelve fights, twelve
wins 10 by knockout. ANNIE "THE HURRICANE!" " A loud cheer and chant broke out
from the audience. The MC slipped out of the ring.

A female referee stepped into the ring and called the two fighters to the
middle of the ring. Annie's eyes studied Gus as she tried was able to unnerve
him as the ref went through her final instructions. "Okay fighters touch
gloves and best of luck to both of you!" she said finally as she gave a
sympathic glance as Gus. Annie punched her gloves hard against Gus's then
walked backward to her corner pointing at Gus then the floor. Gus didn't react
but I could tell how nervous he was. Back in his corner I put Gus' mouthpiece
into place.

" Round one!" called the timekeeper ringing the brass bell and starting the
fight.

Gus had barely brought his gloves up before Annie was on him slamming a right
hook into his upraised gloves and forcing him back into his own corner. A hard
left hammered into Gus's gloves and then a right smacked into his upper arm as
he desperately covered up his back rubbing on the corner padding. The crowd
cheered loudly with every loud smack of leather. Pressed into the corner Gus
dodged as best he could avoiding some blows as Annie threw another flurry of
left and rights again catching his gloves and arms. Leaning forward and eager
to halt the constant punching Gus threw his arms round Annie and pulled her
into a clinch. Annie smacked her left ineffectually against the back of Gus's
head until the referee stepped in and pulled them apart.

"Break, no holding!" she yelled and then as Annie took a step back, "Box!" she
stepped out of the way.

Annie lunged forward again throwing a swinging left at Gus's head but he was
ready this time and his own left smacked into the middle of the woman's face,
jolting her head back. Quickly Gus moved out of the corner before Annie could
resume her attack. He stepped into the middle of the ring. Annie came after
him again a little more cautious this time. Annie flicked out a left jab,
which Gus blocked easily; then following in behind his left she hooked a
wicked right under Gus's elbows into his ribs. Grunting Gus pitched forward
keeping his gloves tight to his head as Annie let fly with another a flurry of
left and rights that drove him back against the ropes. Swaying from side to
side his back side pressed against the ropes Gus desperately blocked and
dodged as Annie continued to throw punch after punch. The noise from Annie's
supporters was deafening as a right uppercut finally got through Gus's guard
and lifted his head up. He rocked back further on the ropes and took a
straight left flush on his nose. Lashing out blindly with his left as his eyes
filled suddenly with tears from the shock of his nose being hammered flat, Gus
caught Annie hard in the right eye forcing her to back up a step. Lunging off
the ropes Gus tried to land with another wild swing. Annie easily ducked under
the blow and dug a short left into Gus's belly as they fell into a clinch.
They pushed and grappled for a moment against the ropes, with the top of
Annie's head rubbing and banging into Gus's cheek.

"Break! Watch your head!" The referee ordered pushing between them and
pointing at Annie. Gus stepped back taking a deep breath, trying to gather
himself and clear his head ready for the next attack, "Box on!"

Annie moved in again bobbing her head form side to side making small movements
with her fists trying to tempt Gus into opening his guard. He swallowed the
bait and shot out his left fist, Annie slipped inside the punch and whipped
her right in hard and fast, slamming in to Gus's ribs with a loud smack. Gus
gasped and winced. He seemed rooted to the spot for a moment his face a mask
of pain; The woman gave him no respite, finding Gus's nose again with a short
straight left that sent him stumbling back towards the ropes. A right cross
just clipped the point of his chin, as he struggled to regain control of his
legs, and he fell backwards onto his backside to an even more deafening cheer
from the crowd. Annie punched the air in triumph as she retreated to a neutral
corner.

"One...Two.... Three...." the referee counted showing her fingers to Gus as he
sat on the canvas. "Four..." Gus shook his head and moved up onto one knee
watching the referee's hands as she continued to count, "Five...Six....
Seven...." He rose to his feet breathing deeply as blood started to trickle
from his nose and down onto his chin. "Eight!" The referee grabbed his gloves
and wiped them on her shirt giving his eyes a cursory glance before stepping
aside. "Box!"

Still a little dazed and shocked Gus barely had time to bring his gloves back
up before Annie was out of the corner. He was once again driven back to the
ropes as Annie unleashed another volley of lefts and rights that smacked into
his gloves and upper arms as he

desperately covered up.

"Ding!" the bell sounded to end the round and reluctantly Annie broke off her
assault and turned to walk back to her corner. Gus leaned back on the ropes
for a moment before he made his way to his corner. I was already in the ring
and quickly steered Gus onto his stool then crouched down in front of him to
examine the damage to his nose. "That bitch is a tiger. How can a girl fight
like that!" Gus gasped as Sasha sponged the blood from his face."She's a
trained fighter! She isn't going to go easy on you, she is going to try and
knock you out as quickly as she can and claim the prize money." I sprayed Gus
with water to try and liven him up. "Use your jab more. She has no defense she
is relying on just overpowering you with punches. Keep your chin tucked in and
above all keep moving. The moment you stand still she will clobber you again."
Gus listened trying to take in the instructions.

In the opposite corner Annie leaned back on the corner padding breathing hard
but looking confident as her second pressed an ice pack against her right eye
which had started to swell as a result of Gus's one really good punch in the
opening round. Annie stood up very early clearly eager to get on with the job
she had started and tapped her gloves together impatiently.

"Seconds out!" called the time keeper and I pushed Gus's mouthpiece back into
place as he stood up ready for the second round. "Round Two."

Again Annie dashed across the ring, her hands low, expecting Gus to still be
groggy and an easy target in her own corner only to be caught with a sharp
left jab in the face as he side-stepped and dodged into the middle of the
ring. Jabbing again as Annie came at her again Gus continued to use his feet
and try and keep his distance. Annie's supporters screamed instructions from
ringside urging her to close in and finish off the wimp. Pressing forward
Annie took a sharp left compliments of Gus in the middle of her face but
tagged Gus with a vicious left hook to the side of his head. He staggered and
Annie drove in on him again. Gus brought his gloves up to cover his head and
tried to move out of range but Annie moving well, bobbed in firing a left and
right hard into Gus's belly and ribs. Gus gasped as the punches ripped into
his body and I shut my eyes as I saw Gus doubling up from the blows. Picking
her punches carefully Annie ruthlessly stalked Gus as he retreated to the
ropes. A left jab found it's way straight between his gloves jolting his head
back hard and starting a fresh flow of blood from his nose and another right
from Annie thudded wickedly beneath Gus's elbow to sink into his body below
his ribs.

"UURRGH!" Gus gasped spitting out his mouthpiece as Annie's glove sank into
his body. His knees buckled and he dropped onto all fours narrowly avoiding
another left hook which would have taken his head off her shoulders if it had
connected. Gus was wheezing loudly, trying desperately to get air in his
lungs.

"STAY DOWN!" I shouted, hoping Gus could hear above the cheers from Annie's
followers. The referee had counted to four before Gus looked up from the
floor, blood flowing freely now from his nose and an agonized look on his
face. "Five... Six.... Seven...." Gus grabbed the ropes dragged air into his
tortured body and heaved himself back onto his feet. Even Annie's supporters
applauded as he raised her gloves for the referee to wipe but Annie just
looked upwards in disbelief at Gus' foolhardy bravery. The referee waved Annie
forward again. Moving in Annie blocked a jab from Gus and snapped her own left
into the blood smeared face of the man. Gus hurt, dazed and groggy tried to
stand his ground throwing a right at Annie's head which just seemed to bounce
off of her, as the women pressed in on him. Working her arms like steam
pistons, Annie slammed left and rights into Gus's body forcing him against the
ropes.

"OOMPGHH!" Gus squealed as a right uppercut slammed painfully up into his
stomach. Gus wisely kept his arms up, protecting his face. Annie smacked his
stomach again and again. I could see the pain on his face as he continued to
get pounded. Finally, Gus's gloves dropped away from his head as the numbing
pain from the punch to his gut seared through his body. With robot like
precision Annie speared her left into the middle of Gus's face spraying blood,
snot and sweat over those closest to the ring. A right cross thudded into the
side of his jaw almost turning his head right round and making Gus clutch at
the ropes for support.

Annie fired another punch into the now defenseless Gus. His gloves dropped to
his side and he seemed to turn in slow motion his legs giving way and his eyes
glazing over. Annie smiled at her handiwork. She drilled him with uppercuts to
his abs, driving him back into his corner. I could hear him wheezing as he
struggled to stay up and get badly needed air into his lungs. Annie was taking
her time now, waiting a few seconds between punches. Every punch seemed to
pull Gus off the ground. I wondered why she didn't connect to his face and
knock him out, when I remembered the $100 per round bonus. That bitch, I
thought. She's pulling him through the round. Finally, the bell sounded,
ending round 2.

Since Gus was already in my corner, I sat him down on the stool. I pleaded
with him to give up. "Just give me a minute", he said. "If I can connect just
one time, like I did the first round, she will drop." I shook my head at him.
"It's your fight."

The bell sounded for round 3. Gus took two short steps and tried to raise his
arms. Annie charged out at him with fire in her eyes. She taunted him with her
evil smile. Gus faked with his left, and slammed her temple with a blistering
right hand. Clearly, she wasn't expecting this kind of fight from poor Gus.
She staggered back and was dazed. Gus instinctively rushed at her and slammed
fists into her exposed stomach. She lowered her guard and he slammed her with
a right cross. Annie crumpled to the mat for the first time in her career. The
crowd was silenced. Gus stood over her waiting for Annie to get back up. The
ref, also amazed, pushes Gus away and started counting. At 6, Annie started to
get up. She barely beat the 10 count.

Annie spit out her mouth guard and yelled at Gus. "That's it, you bastard".
Gus smiled at her and motioned her toward him. She cautiously advanced. Gus
threw a wild right which Annie dodged, and she hammered him in his left side.
His eyes bugged out, and he couldn't breathe. I saw fear in his eyes. He
doubled over and held his aching side. Anne clocked him with an uppercut to
his left eye. He staggered back and landed in her corner. Annie stalked him
and pounded his sore gut again and again. He started to slump down, so she
drove uppercuts to his stomach and ribs to keep him up. His arms were dead and
he offered no defense. Annie took site at his head and started battering his
head with a flurry of punches. She hammered a right uppercut to his jaw, which
stunned him. His eyes glazed over again and he was in great pain.

Annie hammered another right into his jaw and then a left as he started to
collapse. In desperation, I looked for a towel to throw in to signal the ref
to stop this massacre. I couldn't find one. I started to enter the ring, but
two of Annie's supporters pulled me back and held me. I yelled at Gus to drop
to the canvass, but I'm sure he couldn't' hear me with the roar of the crowd.
Annie delivered two quick uppercuts to his abs, keeping him on his feet. Gus
stumbled back and hit the turnbuckle. I yelled " Stop, you bitch!" Annie
turned and smiled at me and then pounded his sore abs again and again. Gus was
so weak, he offered no resistance. His arms hung limply at his sides as his
stomach took punch after punch from this female punisher. Gus emitted moans
and funny sounds as his demolition continued. He started to sink down to the
mat and Annie clocked him with an uppercut to his chin. Gus spun around and
she drove a hard left behind his eye, followed by a right cross, which drove
him with a loud thump down onto the canvas. Annie jumped up on the ropes
punching the air as Gus laid unmoving on the floor of the ring a slowly
spreading puddle of blood oozing from his shattered nose. I wiggled free of my
captives and jumped into the ring to get to Gus who was clearly unconscious.
The crowd cheered and shouted for Annie and started to lob money into the ring
as Annie paraded round the ring going to each corner and standing up on the
ropes. Gus was still on the floor, a crumpled mess of bruises and blood. After
what seemed like an eternity, Gus opened his eyes but he was still badly
dazed. I made him stay still until I was sure he was OK. The crowd soon
cheered again as I slowly helped Gus to his stool. The MC entered the ring and
glanced across at us then announced.

"Ladies and Gentleman the winner by knockout timed at one minute fifty-five
seconds of the third round, Annie The Hurricane!"

I tried to console Gus, as the tears of pain and humiliation were streaming
down his face. I could see the determination in his eyes. He wanted a rematch
against Annie. But that's another story.

Send any comments to mixedfighterca@yahoo.com There are five other chapters to
the Gus/Sasha series. Let me know if there is enough interest to publish them
here.